Chapter 1510 Uneasy Hong Tao

Qin Ming's aura completely locked onto the Holy Lord's head, and the Holy Lord had just struck out. If he wanted to block or attack, he had to retract his arm first.

Qin Ming had planned this blow for a long time, and it was a blow that he was bound to win.

"Bang..."

As expected, the Holy Lord had no time to dodge, and this blow hit the Holy Lord's masked head.

A powerful and heavy blow hit the Holy Lord who had no time to defend himself. The spiritual energy with the charm of Dao was injected into him, shattering his mask and destroying everything in his body.

Qin Ming has never been clear about what his Tao is, but there is no doubt about the power of Tao. Now he went out with all his strength, using his strongest attack, and continuously injecting Tao into the Holy Lord. .??.

"Huhu..."

With his fist imprinted on the Holy Lord, Qin Ming panted violently and struck out seven times at once with the Raptor Jue. Plus the last blow, his strength was almost exhausted.

The Holy Lord was hit and stood there without any movement.

After Qin Ming injected all the Tao in his body into him, he slowly backed away and stared at him.

Qin Ming didn't feel any life as the Tao traveled around the Holy Master's body. Even with such a full blow, Qin Ming didn't know if he was dead or not.

From the time the Holy Lord appeared until now, Qin Ming has not felt the breath of life in him.

Unexpectedly, now that he was hit head-on, even Dao invaded his body, but he still couldn't feel the breath of life on his body.

Just like an ordinary stone.

Under Qin Ming's gaze, the mask on the Holy Master's face shattered, revealing a head made entirely of bones.

There are still the ways of Qin and Ming wandering on it, continuing to destroy.

The cloak on the Holy Lord was just ordinary cloth. How could it resist Dao Yun? It turned into powder in an instant.

A dark red skeleton that looked like it had been dead for a thousand years appeared in front of Qin Ming.

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br> “Are you dead or not?”

Qin Ming looked at the Holy Lord. He had not moved and still maintained the posture of pumping his fist.

There was no life breath on his body, so Qin Ming could not judge his life status based on this.

"I didn't expect your way to be so strange." The skull opened and closed its mouth, and a voice suddenly came out, startling Qin Ming.

The skeleton turned his head slightly and looked at Qin Ming, "This is the first time I have seen this kind of Tao. It is more powerful than all the Tao I have ever seen."

"It's much stronger than the Tao in me."

"It's really enviable."

"It's a pity that your strength is too weak. Even if you have such a powerful Tao, it can't change your own strength."

Qin Ming was not happy to be praised by the skeleton. He looked at the skeleton's body with an ugly expression, looking for weaknesses.

"No need to look for it, I don't have a weakness!" The skeleton said in a calm tone, "I am also a warrior. If I had a weakness, would I be so indifferent?"

"Do you really think I didn't notice you hiding behind that?"

"I just don't want to expose it."

"I want to see how you perform."

"It seems you have run out of options. In this case, you can go and die."

The Holy Master walked towards Qin Ming step by step, not very fast, but in an instant he was in front of Qin Ming and punched out. Qin Ming found that the space around him was blocked and there was no way to hide.

"boom……"

The two fists struck each other, and Qin Ming was knocked away just like before.

This time, the Holy Lord didn't give him a chance to breathe. He flew forward and punched him again.

Qin Ming blasted out, and the thin-looking bones hit Qin Ming's chest at lightning speed.

"Ahem..."

After receiving the punch forcefully, Qin Ming coughed violently and spurted out several mouthfuls of blood. With just one punch, Qin Ming lost his fighting ability.

"Bang..."

Qin Ming was flying in the air, and the Holy Lord punched Qin Ming again without hesitation, hitting Qin Ming's heart and directly pressing him into the soil.

Qin Ming, who was imprinted on the ground, began to lose the energy in his eyes.

"Zizi, the dignity of a warrior." The Holy Lord shook his head, his mouth full of ridicule, "Your so-called dignity of a warrior doesn't seem to be able to save you."

"Do you regret it now?"

"No...no regrets!" On the ground, Qin Ming looked up at the sky, breathing slower and slower.

He was waiting for the last moment, waiting for the skeleton to completely lose its vigilance.

From Qin Ming's eyes, it can be seen that his whole body is made up of a kind of skeleton. It is indeed as he said, without any weaknesses.

If you want to defeat him, even a hundred powerful Martial Emperors cannot do it.

However, Qin Ming still has a trick up his sleeve.

That ghostly fire that can melt artifacts!

The ghost fire has strong attack power, but he has no control over it. When he attacks with it, the speed is very slow.

As long as the Holy Master has even the slightest bit of vigilance, he can't possibly hit him.

As long as it misses, with the strength of the Holy Lord, there is no chance of hitting again.

The Holy Master looked at Qin Ming on the ground, shook his head, and raised his fists clenched, "It seems you would rather have that miserable dignity than join us."

"I really don't know what you think. Such a favorable condition is the dream of any warrior."

"In this case, you can go and die."

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After saying that, the Holy Master punched Qin Ming's heart without hesitation.

"Oops!"

He didn't expect that the Holy Lord would kill him so decisively. Now that he didn't even have the strength to lift his head, how could he use his heavenly eye.

The Holy Master didn't know what Qin Ming was thinking. His fist was filled with unrivaled power and he headed towards Qin Ming. As long as this blow hit, Qin Ming would die on the spot in his current state.

"Bah..."

At this critical moment, a gray sword appeared in front of his fist, blocking the fatal blow.

Two figures passed by and took away Qin Ming who was lying on the ground.

"Extreme leap, no cliff."

Qin Ming thought he was hallucinating. How could the two of them appear here?

Moreover, how could they break through Emperor Wu in such a short period of time?

Ji Yue was staring at the strange skeleton in front of him with a serious face, while Jue Wuya took out the perfect heart-repairing pill in the space ring and stuffed it into Qin Ming.

Feeling the power of life in the Heart-Building Pill wandering around in his body, Qin Ming realized that this was not an illusion, but actually happened.

Quickly, he began to communicate with the small red particles that were everywhere in the air, directing them to information on his injuries.

With the addition of small red particles in the air, the wounds on Qin Ming's body were left with the Holy Lord's way, and they were cleaned up bit by bit.

Soon, Qin Ming resumed his actions and quickly took out the Heart-Building Pills from the space ring and ate them one by one like jelly beans.

The Holy Lord in the distance did not move, but looked at the gray sword in Ji Yue's hand with interest.

"Is this broadsword made by Taoism?"

"How do you know?" Jiyue was shocked. This happened before ancient times. Except for Qin Ming, who had met Dao Wei, there were actually people who knew about it.